I am a Good Man

Ling Yu looked at a large piece of jujube cake on the table, occupying half of the table, her mood was a little complicated.

It really doesn't need so much.

However, if he disobeys Ji Yang, his face will be gloomy again.

"What's the matter? Don't eat?" Ji Yang sat across from her, and saw that she was not doing anything, his eyebrows wrinkled.

"Wang Ye?" Ling Yu pinched a small piece and looked at him with a smile, "My concubine likes to eat this when I was young, and the cook in the palace can't make this taste."

"Why can't you do it? Ask the cook back to the mansion, and you can eat it whenever you want." Ji Yang was puzzled and seemed to think it was impossible.

Ling Yu put a small piece of pastry on his plate and slowly said, "The man said it was an ancestral handicraft, guarding an elderly mother and three mu of fields, living at the end of Chenjiao Village, and he didn't want to enter the mansion and be restrained. ."

"There are people like this? Let's not do errands? This king doesn't believe it." Ji Yang shouted at the door, "Ji Chun!"

"Lord." Ji Chun walked in, lowering his head.

"Go and bring this pastry chef back. How much is not a problem. I want to see him at the house today!" Ji Yang gave the order.

"This is the humble job." Ji Chun walked out.

"The prince." Ling Yu looked at him in desperation. "Why should the prince ask for it? You will get tired of eating pastries every day. If you eat one or two occasionally, you can still have an aftertaste."

"Eat if you want to eat, if you don't want to eat, the house can also raise idlers. There is no reason why this king wants to recruit people." Ji Yang squeezed the cake, took a bite, and listened carefully, and he could still hear it. His arrogant tone.

"Can……"

"Okay, it's just a cook, the princess cares so much?" Ji Yang interrupted her, his eyes light and deep, but it was deep.

"The concubine and other meanings do not dare to make decisions for the prince." Ling Yu perceives the danger and can only shut up.

Ji Yang likes to lift the bar, he likes to be more real, except for the emperor, he is the number one in the world, the more he works against him, the more he wants to be vigorous.

Drying can also make each other more comfortable.

Ji Yang said nothing, and took another bite, rarely appreciated, "Not bad."

Ling Yu also ate the cakes, and did not continue. Her appetite has always been very small. After eating two pieces, she can't eat it anymore. Ji Yang doesn't like this kind of sweets even more. It is a waste to keep it, and finally gives it to her servants.

It's about noon.

When Ji Chun came back, he bent over and said, "Master, the man said that the old mother at home needs someone to take care of him, and the crops in Tianzhong also need people. He also adopted dozens of cats and dogs, and he couldn't get out of him."

"The humble post has already increased the monthly money to fifty taels. He still refused and asked me to bring a message to the prince."

"Say!" Ji Yang's eyebrows flashed unhappy, extremely unhappy.

"If the prince wants to eat, he can make it to the door at any time, and he does not charge any money, and is happy to serve the prince." Ji Chun said.

"This king needs his reward?" Ji Yang slapped the table with a "slap" and snorted coldly from his nose, "I don't know good or bad, pretending to be noble!"

As he said, Yu Guang glanced at Ling Yu unintentionally, and saw that the other party was looking at him, his face became even more serious, "I don't believe this king!"

Looking at him, Ling Yu clearly felt that he had lost face and was unconvinced. If he continued like this, he would be **** and afraid that he would tie people over. He whispered, "Lord, our personal pursuits are different. Are we not as beautiful as adults?"

As she said, she stood up, cast a look towards Ji Chun, and the other side stepped back. She walked slowly to Ji Yang and looked at Ji Yang, "Although he can't get off his body, he still wants to serve the prince at all times, prince. Why should you force people to stay in the mansion? Concubine feels that this is also very good."

No one can stop what Ji Yang wanted to do, she just didn't think it was necessary.

"Why is it so good? The conditions offered by this king are not enough?" Ji Yang narrowed his eyebrows and looked at her, seemingly dissatisfied.

"What the man wanted was to serve his mother at home, take care of the stray cats and dogs, and be his own special skill in his free time to ask for life. If the prince invites people into the mansion, he will not be able to let go of the family affairs. No, it's better to send someone to notify him when he wants to eat cakes, and let him deliver them to the door in person. We will pay the corresponding money, which saves a certain amount of expenses for the palace, and does not force him to enter the palace, and can eat the cakes at any time. Isn't it the best of both worlds?" Ling Yu said in a low voice, with a small smile on his lips.

Ji Yang makes a thinking state.

"Why the prince entangled with these? If you don't come, you won't come. The huge palace is still lacking this one? Besides, the other pastry chefs can make more delicious pastries, which many concubines and princes like to eat." Ling Yu Then slowly induced.

The prince acted recklessly and didn't think too much, but it was not unreasonable.

After she finished speaking, she felt that she was also quite courageous, and it was Ji Yang who had eased her attitude in the past few days, which made her brave enough to talk to him like this, always feeling that he should not be angry.

Not long after speaking, Ji Yang raised his head, pointed her finger at her, and nodded in agreement, "Yes, you are right, this cook will know this kind of cakes, I think he is also afraid of excessive pressure in this mansion. Can't afford to appreciate the king, but the princess wants to be thoughtful."

Ling Yu smiled and let out a few sighs of relief in his heart.

Ji Yang looked at her and continued to slowly say, "Although this palace does not lack this silver, but the princess can always consider the palace, and she is truly virtuous."

"Is lunch ready? This king has a meal with the princess at noon today."

Hearing that, the people in the courtyard were overjoyed, especially Mother Xu, with a crease in her face and an unstoppable smile, "Old slave, let us serve food."

Today, Ji Yang not only took Ling Yu to the palace to greet the Queen Mother, but he was still together when he came back. Now he is dining together again. Will the youngest son be far away?

That's a sign of being favored.

This side is beaming, but the other side is restless.

"Miss, you can eat some." The maid persuaded the woman walking back and forth in the house. The other party was wearing a light pink Confucian skirt with a thin layer of gauze on her shoulders, and the fan in her hand was slightly fanned, highlighting her graceful waist. She is graceful and exquisite, with charming peachy eyes and a small mole on the corner of her eyes.

At first glance, the profile is similar to Mo Tian's eight layers, but this woman has added a man-attracting atmosphere.

"How can I eat? The prince hasn't been here for a few days?" Li Chanchan sat down, looked at the food on the table, suddenly lost his appetite, and looked away. "Take it down."

"Miss, if this goes on, even if the prince comes, you can't stand it anymore. If you are sick, then you can still have it?" The maid was anxious, and quickly advised.

She is Li Chanchan's personal maid, and she was redeemed by the prince to the palace with her. Naturally, she hoped that the other party would be favored so that she would have a chance to stand up.

Li Chanchan heard what she said, and picked up the bowl and chopsticks again, "You said the prince can come tonight?"

Ji Yang clearly told her that she would come the next day, and let her stomach up, so that she could be pregnant with the eldest son at one time. Although the position of the princess was impossible, the side concubine would definitely give it to her.

As a woman in the dust, this is the blessing of several generations of cultivation.

The side concubine of the palace, that is the glory that many people will not get in their entire lives.

When Ji Yang came, she was desperate, so she had to take care of the other party comfortably and give birth to the eldest son of the palace!

They are in the brothel. Although they do not sell themselves, they have learned a lot of tricks to coax men. The so-called not selling is just to wait for a good price.

"The prince has not been in the same room with the princess so far. It must be the lady here, so don't worry, lady." The maid promised.

Li Chanchan's expression eased, holding the bowl, sipping the soup slowly, and slowly said, "What news have you heard in two days, is there any news from Du Jiaoer?"

She came from a brothel and was just bought into the mansion by Ji Yang. He didn't come to her compound either. She had to stay quiet for a while and could not go out, lest others think she was ostentatious. All news must be passed in by maids.

"No, the maid sent by the queen mother was also arranged to the north of Nanyuan, and Du Jiaoer also lived there. The prince never stepped in." The maid shook her head.

Hearing this, Li Chanchan continued to drink soup.

Ji Yang didn't have so many fascinating people in this mansion. When she first came in, she was ecstatic. In just a few days, she joined a few more people, including Du Jiaoer from Yihe Loutou.

"The princess is not taken seriously, and the prince will not go to Du Jiao'er. It must be busy. After busy, she will come to the lady, maybe tonight." The maid said in front of her.

The corners of Li Chanchan's mouth rose slightly, with a slight smile that was imperceptible.

"Oh, what a coincidence, sister is eating?" A crisp voice came from the door, and a bright red figure appeared immediately.

The visitor wore a water-red gold rose pattern Guangling Yuehua skirt with a waist belt, a few plum blossoms embroidered on the chest, and a wonderful figure. He wore a few golden hairpins on his head and half of the blue silk hanging on the waist. , Holding a ball fan in his hand, shaking it gently.

Her lips were blushing, she spoke together, and she walked in with a strong scent of rouge and gouache.

Hearing her voice, Li Chanchan suddenly lost his appetite and put down the dishes.

"It looks good at the food." Du Jiaoer walked in and sat down on her own. "I should have visited my sister a long time ago. I am embarrassed to have delayed until now. It is also fate. I didn't expect us to enter the house. "

"It's a coincidence indeed." Li Chanchan looked at her, squeezing out a smile, which looked rather weird.

Before in the brothel, "mother" always let her learn Du Jiaoer, so she also knew her a little bit. This person is very good at serving men. He is open-minded and bold, and a little arrogant.

She was really afraid that she would fall in love.

However, Ji Yang said that she should be a concubine, what else is she afraid of?

"The prince was settled in the princess's courtyard yesterday. The two entered the palace today. The queen mother gave the princess a lot of jewellery. The prince also ordered someone to buy the princess's favorite cakes. Have you heard about this?" Du Jiaoer teased Eyelids and red lips spit out these words.

Li Chanchan's face changed slightly, his eyes widened slightly, and he looked unknowingly.

Du Jiao'er is a human being, so she knew it at first glance. With a sigh, Yu Guang secretly looked at Li Chanchan, "Not to mention that the princess is so beautiful that the princess is always the princess. How can we compare? "

"Have you seen the princess?" Li Chanchan is not a good stubborn, so catch her and ask her.

"I haven't seen it before, but no one in this city knows? Back then, Concubine Mo and the princess were called the "first talented woman". Not only were they talented, they were also first-class." Du Jiao'er returned to her, exaggeratingly flattering.

"Mo Guifei?" Li Chanchan said lightly, his brows twisted unconsciously.

"Yeah, the princess was no different from Concubine Mo Gui." Du Jiaoer continued.

"If this is the case, it is natural for the prince to like the princess. We can't compare it. We just need to do our part and serve the prince. Don't dare to expect too much." Li Chanchan smiled and returned to her in no hurry.

"Are you really not in a hurry?" This time Du Jiaoer couldn't help it, and said bluntly, "It hasn't been long since I entered the house. It doesn't matter if the prince comes to me, but elder sister, the prince has been resting with the princess for two consecutive days. , It's not busy."

"The prince has the prince's own plan. We can control it?" Li Chanchan continued to laugh, and raised the bowl again, "Sister, have you had lunch? Sit down and use some together?"

"I'm not hungry." Seeing that Li Chanchan was indifferent, she couldn't hold back her irritable temper, and her words became a little hard. Maybe she felt that the other party was ignorant, and then dropped another sentence, "I won't disturb my sister's meal, another day. Come again."

"Then I won't give away my sister." Li Chanchan didn't sit up either.

When Du Jiaoer heard this, her face was purple and she took her maid and walked out with aggravated steps.

"Then Du Jiao'er is too rampant." The maid watched the people leave, and then looked at Li Chanchan, "But miss, if she is really as she said, the princess is so talented and beautiful, if she is spoiled again..."

They hadn't been in the house for a long time, and they hadn't even been out of the yard a few times, let alone seeing the princess, and they could only hear people describe their looks.

"If she can really be favored, would the prince not consummate the room with her? Let her go back to the door with tea alone?" Li Chanchan chuckled softly and touched his face, "Besides, Concubine Mo..."

As she said, the corners of her mouth curled up and raised.

The maid stood aside. After a while, she heard Li Chanchan proudly say, "The prince once said to me that Concubine Mo looks very similar to me."

"That day, the prince said in my ear, let me stay by his side, it is best to give birth to the eldest son at once."

Hearing, the maid's eyes widened, and then she smiled, "So what can Du Jiaoer be proud of? I heard that the prince likes Mo Guifei, and the young lady resembles Mo Guifei. How could the prince dislike it?"

"That day, the prince also said that he wanted to make the young lady a side concubine, and Xiaoya waited for the young lady to fly to the branch."

Li Chanchan's lips moved slightly, and he was silent.

Even if it is a stand-in, it is also a stand-in for the person in his mind, and he can live without any worries in his life.

"The prince hasn't touched the princess for so long. If she doesn't touch her, wouldn't that young lady give birth to the eldest son?" The maid suddenly thought of it and exclaimed.

"Well, the things that haven't been seen, don't pack these things, come and help me beat my shoulders." Li Chanchan falsely rebuked, but his eyebrows rose.

"Yes, the maidservant serves the future concubine." The maid leaned over with a sweet mouth, and then walked over.

Li Chanchan did not refute, and he felt more comfortable in his heart.

at this time.

Du Jiaoer went back and made a fire. She was always arrogant, and she got angry when she thought of Li Chanchan's yin and yang. Originally, she went to provoke Li Chanchan's anxiety and asked her to test. As a result, the other party was as stable as a mountain, but she lost her square inch.

Of course she didn't think that the princess would be favored. Ji Yang kept saying that she would be promoted to the side concubine. What is Li Chanchan? She is the concubine of the future, and of course Ji Yang's favorite woman!

evening.

Ji Yang left the princess's courtyard and went to the study.

It's all right now. Several women in Nanyuan received the news at the same time, everyone dressing up, and waiting for Ji Yang to come to spend the night together.

The palace lady is looking forward to it, hoping that she will be flopped, Li Chanchan and Du Jiaoer think that Ji Yang will definitely come to them, absolutely!

The most calm thing is Ling Yu. She has washed up and is about to go to bed and rest. She thinks that Ji Yang will not come.

Mother Xu learned that Ji Yang had gone to the study again, her eyes dimmed at a glance, her hope was broken, and her lady wanted to keep the vacant room alone again. Why did this happen again?

Ji Yang has been in the study since her wedding. After two days of coming, nothing happened, but she was so worried.

"Nanny, too, go back and rest, Xia He's vigil." Ling Yu loosened her hair, took off her coat, wearing only a tulle, "I want to sleep too."

"The old slave is back." Mother Xu was weak when she spoke.

Boy, boy, when will you come? It's also good to save her lady.

"Okay." Ling Yu said as he turned and walked towards the bed.

Mother Xu pushed out, her head down and she wanted to reach out to close the door. After closing the door, she turned and went down the steps, and a tall figure walked towards him. When Ji Yang looked at the scene, she said coldly, "You have closed the door before the king comes back? "

"The prince." Mother Xu was overjoyed and she forgot to salute for a while. She leaned over after reacting and quickly asked Xia He to open the door and explained, "The princess hasn't rest yet, and is waiting for the prince. The old slave thought that the prince was not coming. So I closed the door privately."

"Bold, who said that this king won't come? Every day from now on, the door will be reserved for this king!" Ji Yang scowled, with a stern expression, and after speaking, he raised his leg and walked in.

"Yes." Mother Xu smiled again, and Ji Yang was angry that she forgot to panic.

Inside the room.

Ling Yu was already lying down inside. She seemed to hear a quarrel and a man's voice outside. She thought she had misheard, she just sat up and saw Ji Yang walk in.

She was taken aback, and quickly got up to put on shoes, "Master."

"No need to come down, this king doesn't need you to wait." Ji Yang showed compassion and prevented her from getting out of bed. He walked to her, looking at her with deep as ink eyes, "Wang Hao, I heard...you have been there. Waiting for this king?"

Ling Yu was stunned.

who said it? She thought that Ji Yang was sleeping in the study again as before, and didn't plan to wait.

However, looking at the other person’s eyes with a glimmer of expectation and arrogance, she changed her words abruptly, "The concubine naturally has to wait for the prince to come back to sleep at ease. The prince handles the affairs so hard, where can the concubine sleep? write."

With that said, Ji Yang felt relieved, and she could see the changes with naked eyes.

Suddenly she thought of a description that was particularly appropriate. At this time, he was like a tiger who had been shunned, still wagging his tail.

Ji Yang is eager to pay attention.

She felt sorry for him, and lowered her posture as she said softly, "Has the prince dealt with the affairs of the prince? The concubine is rubbing his shoulders for the prince?"

"Then rub it." Ji Yang walked to the bed with a reluctant expression on his face.

Ling Yu walked down wearing shoes and raised her hand to wait for him to change his clothes. When Ji Yang sat on the edge of the bed, she was sitting inside, her slender and soft hands covering his shoulders.

It is gentle and difficult to pinch, once with just the right amount of force, from the shoulder to the neck, help him press the temple.

Ji Yang slowly relaxed his body and mind, closing his eyes, "Today, I helped the emperor to deal with some political affairs. Those old urchins are more stubborn than the other."

"The emperor has just been in power, and there are a lot of things. I have worked hard for the prince." Ling Yu put down his hands and prepared to change directions. Just after he let go, Ji Yang opened his eyes, "Go on, what do you stop for?"

"The concubine sees that the prince is tired, should the prince lie down? The concubine presses for you without delaying sleep." Ling Yu smiled, and took the initiative to retreat inside.

Ji Yang did not refute either. He went to bed and got down on his stomach. He turned his face to look at Ling Yu, and warned, "Massage is just a massage. Princess, don't sit on this king!"

Ling Yu: "..."

Why should she sit on him?

Thinking about it makes people feel ashamed and blush.

"Listen clearly what the king said?" Ji Yang repeated, "This king doesn't like others being too close to me, and dislikes having too much physical contact."

"The concubine body can't see that the prince is so clean and self-conscious." Ling Yu sat next to him, leaned over to help him massage, and said slowly, "The prince lingers in the brothel kiln, and the singer brings back one by one, and he has to chase the concubine. Why don't you like other people to come in contact with me?

It's kind of hurting, she's not as good as a singer.

"This king is visiting the brothel. That is to bring wine and talk, and bring it back when you look pleasing to the eye. If you are in a good mood, you can enjoy your meal and eat. As for the side concubine, if it is drunk, this king has forgotten it long ago and does not remember whether it was said. However, this king will never say this when he is awake! Side concubine? This king will not seal the side concubine, and they are not qualified!" Ji Yang turned his head again and pointed to his other shoulder, "This , The princess put more effort."

Ling Yu was stunned. She was feeling uncomfortable just now, so she spoke, but she didn't expect him to answer that way.

The Queen Mother hoped that someone in the palace would help Ji Yang to open up more branches and leaves. If she intervened in this, she would end up with a reputation for jealousy, which would also be fatal.

"Wang Concubine?" Ji Yang yelled again after seeing her not moving for a long time, "This king is talking to you!"

"My concubine is listening." Ling Yu laughed again, stretched out his hand to help him pinch it up, "The way the prince rewards people for food is really special."

He also brought it back and kept it in the backyard.

Can she believe it?

"This king can't look down on the vulgar fans." Ji Yang closed his eyes, disgusting.

There was a flash in Ling Yu's beautiful eyes. Although he said casually, he seemed to hear the implicit meaning in her words and was answering positively.

Ji Yang didn’t need to lie to her, let alone to make her happy. Those two were placed in the backyard. He really hadn’t been to see them. what?"

"Don't you just get out? That's really two idlers." Ji Yang didn't open his eyes, didn't care at all, his tone was a bit prolonged, and he looked sleepy.

Ling Yu didn't agree.

That Li Chanchan looks almost similar to Mo Tian. If Ji Yang didn't think about it, how could he bring people back?

She doesn't do this wicked person.

Slowly pressed for a while, and when Ji Yang fell asleep completely, she withdrew her hands, her hands were a little sore, she moved her shoulders, and then lay down.

She put a quilt on Ji Yang, and then put the quilt on herself.

The two of them slept in the same bed. They were sharing the same bed, but they were covered with two quilts. They were so innocent and not like a husband and wife at all.

Ling Yu closed his eyes and entered Mengxiang too.

At this moment, the people on the other side of Nanyuan didn't fall asleep all night, they were all waiting eagerly.

Especially Li Chanchan and Du Jiao'er, it was hope and hope, when the maid came back and said that Ji Yang had gone to the princess, the whole person would be mad, like a resentful woman.